My Life : My Father And The Purpose Of Life

The first time I realized I wanted to specialize in medicine was when my father took me to the fire station when I was around the age of fourteen. He began to show me images of different cases and trauma scenes they had participated in. Since then, I have constantly asked my dad questions about different calls and scenarios about patients he has rescued. By having a father in the medical field and continuing to take science and medical courses throughout high school, I began to learn more about medicine throughout the years. Deciding to partake in these courses further advanced my understanding in medicine. These courses helped it become clear to me that the medical field is something I continuously

When I was younger, I fell off my bed and cracked my head on the bed frame. I was sent to the emergency room and was given stitches. I had to keep going to the doctors for check-ups and me being a child, I was curious of the doctors and always asked them many questions about their occupation. At a young age I became very interested in the medical field. My mother being a surgical technologist and my ex-stepfather being a CRNA, I fell in love with the health care system and that’s when I knew I wanted to help others by becoming a nurse anesthetist.

Growing up I seen my mom, aunts, uncles and grandfather struggle with the death of my grandmother. Everyday there was a new struggle whether it was getting up to go to work or eat. My grandmother died of breast cancer at the age of fifty two, it devastated my family. The question asked “Is why do I want to go into the medical field?” I want to go into the medical field because I want to be able to make a difference in this world. I want to do research to cure chronic diseases, I want to be able to tell a family that everything will be alright, and I want to be able to save a family the devastation that my family felt.

I’ve always had an interest in becoming a Doctor. Even as a young child. Unfortunately, I lost my grandpa January 23, 2016 to a Lung Disease. He and I had a great relationship. He inspired me to be the best that I can be. Through his battle with Lung disease, I saw how the Doctors cared for him in a special way. My father suffered from a stroke that nearly changed his life. Watching him progress and get treated from amazing Doctors opened my eyes. That’s when I realized becoming a Doctor would allow me to care for people the same way my loved ones were cared

My decision to pursue a career as a physician was not a blinding revelation, being the daughter of two immigrant parents the thought of becoming a physician seemed distant. In high school I pursued to obtain what for me was then the highest education I perceived I would be able to achieve which was going to college and obtaining a bachelor’s degree. As the quote by Ralph Ellison highlights, “When I discover who I am, I’ll be free”. This quote resonates with the start of my second year in college, as I have been able to find my passion for medicine. More specifically, I explored my values and how I wanted to shape my future. I reflected upon the encounters and dramatic effects that physicians have had with my own family. The most impactful

Being in the medical field is something my family has been in for a few generations now. My grandmother once worked in a nursing home, and my aunts were both nursing assistants. My mother has been in the medical field since she was sixteen, starting in a nursing home, and then becoming a nursing assistant until 2007. Shortly afterwards, she became a medical assistant that she currently still is today. It can only but inspire me to be working in the medical field next. I wanted to be a neurologist first, then a psychologist, but with the amount of schooling and how much debt I’d be in, I thought it through and figured out I want to be a nurse practitioner. They have similar duties to a registered nurse except they give advanced services to patients, and it can be cheaper going to medical school as well as having to go for a shorter amount of time than a regular doctor as well as great benefits and salary.

I did not always want to be a doctor. My interest grew out of witnessing the suffering that health issues have caused to my loved ones, myself, and even complete strangers. When my mother was diagnosed with diabetes our family was disheartened but in the realisation of the long path that lay ahead in managing her lifelong condition I appreciated the hope that doctors gave us - that things could be better even if they were not perfect. I want to give people that hope, and when I discovered my love for science it was only natural that I felt medicine was the best-suited career for me.

I remember being four years old in my preschool class and a little boy coming in one day with a bandage over his ear, because his ear drum had ruptured. I just remember having this overwhelming feeling to make sure that he was okay. So much so that during nap time, I made sure that my nap pad was right next to his, just so that I could make sure that he wasn’t hurting or in pain. Since that instance, I have always been a person that has been compelled to help people. It’s a part of my internal genetic code. The older I became, the more I realized that going into the field of medicine was easily my best platform to be in a position to help people. When I think about being a doctor, I get filled with an overpowering feeling of excitement. I get to be the person that someone trusts with their care, a person that someone trusts to treat their ailments with respect, a person that can use their mind

The happiest, most exciting memories I hold on to are often accompanied by a country song, whether it be playing in the background, or roaring over the speakers. Songs are written for people to feel and relate to the emotion the songwriter and singer put behind the lyrics. Growing up having my dad be my role model and most influential person in my life, I often find myself in things that remind me of him or our memories, along with songs that describe a girl who is fearless and lives on the edge at times, as if there are no consequences. For me, this is especially true listening to the song “She Ain’t Right,” by Lee Brice, which highlights my personality and strength I got from my dad, my sense of fearlessness, and my constant seeking out of adventure.

Growing up I knew that I wanted to study science and explore the human body with the goal of helping people. With exploration of career options later in middle school, I realized that medicine was the path for me. My parents did not achieve Bachelor degrees and while I knew logically that they would support me, I did not have the confidence to pursue such a big dream. In high school, I became more and more involved and worked outrageously

Growing up I never entertained the idea of becoming a doctor. Why? Because I was terrified of doctors and hospitals. Just the thought of visiting the doctor’s office for a simple checkup shot my anxiety levels through the roof. This anxiety stemmed from the fact that my father had been sick throughout my childhood years and would at times be taken to the emergency room, which is a scary thing for any child to experience their parent being ill. So at a young age, I associated hospitals and doctors with fear and this deterred me from having any thoughts about future careers in the medical field.

Since I was a child, I have always known I wanted to become a doctor, but I did not know what kind of doctor I wanted to become. Did I want to become a doctor to earn a lot of money and live a prosperous life, be respected in society, or so that I could simply help other people? The answer came to me not too long ago while I was volunteering at the Methodist Richardson Hospital. During my time in the children’s ward reading books with these children or even just talking to them, I felt a sense of fulfillment. Seeing these children with life threatening diseases, such as cancer, smiling happily as if nothing were wrong, living their lives as if they were not stuck in hospital beds made me just love them and their positive attitudes. Working

When I was a child, I was constantly in and out of hospitals. I have severe asthma, and when I was younger, I would always acquire pneumonia. The pneumonia meant a lot of hospital visits. During those visits I paid attention to all of the doctors. There was something about them that caught my eye. Some seemed nice, while some were not so nice. However, regardless of how nice the doctor appeared, they all had one thing in common: they helped people, and saved lives. When I was younger it was fascinating to me. At times I believed they were magical, but as I grew older I started to learn what it really meant to be a doctor. It is not all rainbows and sunshine. There are times where you can't save everybody, there are times that you hate your job, and there are also times where your medical school and you think that you hit rock bottom but then you realize that you can actually do it, you can make it.

When I first graduated from high school, I could not decide what to study or did not know what I like to be doing for rest of life. As a international student, I spent whole four years of high school trying to understanding what's going on around me and strive to survive for the whole new environment, culture, most of all English. When I got into college, all I knew was I was interested in the medical fields, but I couldn't decide what kind of job I like to have until I start shadowing and volunteering around hospitals and local communities. When I first start volunteering at the hospital, I was so fascinating about how many professionals working there and so many jobs available in healthcare field. Most of all, I felt great to be helping people and took care of them and be there for them when they

As far back as I can remember, my family has served in the medical field. Starting with my grandmother, who has worked as a nurse in labor and delivery, for over forty years. Following in her footsteps, my mother and aunt became nurses; however, it was my father who had the biggest impact on me. He became a doctor of osteopathic medicine when I was seven years old. I got to go with him to classes, while he was attending medical school. Throughout the years, I have been able to work with him many times. I currently volunteer at the clinic where he works. By shadowing my father, I have been able to see different areas of the medical field. My father has worked in emergency medicine, primary care, and at the county coroners office. All of his